And I still want to stab my Math teacher with a fork, but a bit less now.
But more than that, I want to curl up in bed wearing the purple sweater with the furry bear on the front that I had when I was four or so, next to Ricky the Raccoon and listen to the recording of my mom reading "Mischievous Meg" by Astrid Lindgren. Especially the chapter where she wants to fly with an umbrella but instead jumps off the roof and has a concussion.
Now THAT is way better than pretty much anything else in the whole world.
Oh god. I just felt a very stong surge of nostalgia for my old room in Canada (my sisters had to share, but I had my own! Hahahahahaha!). And Polie, my polar bear... hm, he must be somewhere around here.
Okay, I'm going to go look for Polie. Over & out.
EDIT: Look! I found Polie!
2 comments:
It is the pajama that you did in cut & confection? That's right?
Oh, yeah! You remembered it!
I found it in my closet a few months ago, and it turns out it's actually really comfy :)
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